Lance can you come here please we all need to talk. I rush out of my room over to the lounge seeing everyone except Pidge.
Were is Pidge shpudnt she be here. I question. Looking at everyone.
Lance we cant find Pidge can you help us find her.
What happened. I say looking at Hunk give everyone a death glare.
Lance. I look at Hunk to see him giving me a sad look. She ran off .
Ok, who the fuck hurt her. If looks could kill they all would be dead.
Lance . I hear a small sound. Everyone starts looking around to find the voice but to my convince I know exact were she is after her say my name. I start running to her room and open the secret door Pidge had instilled in her room.
Pidge are you ok? She looks at me with a sad look in her eyes.
I miss them Lance. Pidge jumps on me and starts crying in to my shirt.
Will you sing the song for me Lance please.
Ok but first let us move to my room it is more comfortable and no one will look there. I say picking her up and opening the door to see Hunk.
Hunk would please tell every one I found her. Hunk nods at me running off to tell everyone that I find her and that she is ok. I open and lock my door caring the crying girl to my bed.
Lance can sign the one song for me please.
Of course. I say as I run her back.
I see your monsters I see your pain.
Tell me your problems and I'll come them away. I am interrupted by the small snores from the sleeping girl.
Lance can we come in please. I open the door to see everyone crying except Hunk.
Oh Lance was ahead that stressed.
Yah she was Hunk I just hope she will be ok
What do you mean Lance.
Well as you asshole should know Pidge was bullied and lost her baby sister to a fire. Now she has panic attacks and that's song was her sisters favorite song....
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Ok I know that I have barely posted and the only reason I have is because one of friends said something that really hurt even if was probably a joke.
But i write these stories instead of cutting myself most of the time.
